Through Blue Window Panes

Look at the people run,
running in circles, afraid to fly-
look at the people wait,
waiting in line, till time to die-

I guess I can relate a little
being somewhere in the middle

it's never so easy to say goodbye.

Look at the people dance,
dancing in fire, not asking why-
look at the people laugh,
laughing in delusion, fit to deny-

I guess I can relate to some
on the edge of pain and numb

it's always so easy for me to cry

looking through blue window panes
that color the graying sky.